Lin Ming headed toward the arena area. After scanning the ten arenas, he came to the edge of one and waited there. The reason he had chosen this arena was that he could tell the two people fighting on it were about to finish their match.
Sure enough, before long, one of them was defeated.
Seeing this, Lin Ming activated his movement technique and reached the arena before the crowd could react, securing the right to challenge.
"Junior, I've just finished a match. According to the rules, I have nearly half an hour to regulate my breathing and recover," said the senior who had just won. Seeing Lin Ming rush onto the arena so impatiently, he assumed Lin Ming was some reckless fool who did not understand the rules and wanted to take advantage of his exhausted state, so he spoke first.
Lin Ming had already figured out the rules of the competition. The ten people ultimately remaining on these ten arenas would determine the top ten in the Year-End Grand Competition.
Each arena had one defender, while everyone else could challenge it. Both the defender and challenger had only one opportunity, so choosing which arena to challenge was especially important. No matter which arena one chose, that single challenge opportunity would be considered used. If they failed, they could only wait until next year.
After every match, the defender had nearly half an hour to regulate their breathing and Recover Dou Qi. That was basically enough time for people at their level to fully restore their Dou Qi.
The ten people still standing on the arenas before the competition ended tomorrow afternoon would be the top ten of this competition and would receive the rewards offered by the academy.
Lin Ming was well aware that this senior had nearly